Yesterday afternoon a steady wind started, and the air got especially clear. So on impulse we hurried some errands and took Tripp across the mountains to Santa Ynez Valley on a hunch. We knew the Spring rains hadn’t been enough for a true wildflower bloom, but hoped there’d still be some of the yellow mustard grass on the hills. Like this.
2478 Furrowed Color
After maybe 40 minutes of driving we could have glimpsed this in the distance, but Tripp had us up close and personal in 10 minutes. I love how the color intensifies in clear sunlight, concentrated by the furrowed hills where the tiny blooms are aligned in your eye line along the ridges. This will probably be gone in a week, so I’m glad we saw it and have these pix to share and remember.
2466 Spring Hillside Palette
John & Anne Wiley 
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